A/N: So I recently just watched a YouTube video called 'NCIS you tell me you love me' and it put me in the mood for some FANFICTION! Btw I recommend this video, although it is slightly depressing.

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS. Neither do I own the Very Sexy Agent Anthony DiNozzo or his drop dead gorgeous, fantabulasticly amazing, faint enducing, charmingly charming smile… Did that make sense?

Have you ever had one of those days when all you want to do is curl up in to a little ball, squeeze your eyes shut and go to sleep? To wish that when you wake up, all of your problems are solved and you can just go back to your normal life, without all the complications and hassles occupying your every thought?

But it's not until that one person who shows up at your door, who gives you a call just to say hi, or flashes you a smile, that makes you feel alive again. That makes you feel like you're worth something to someone. That makes you feel loved.

To Ziva, today was exactly that.

-T&Z-

The week long case the team had worked on brought stress, exhaustion, and a very large hospital bill for McGee.

After being involved in multiple car chases, a shoot off at the local mall and trying to prevent a suicide, Ziva sat on her couch in her apartment, staring into space. The memories of the past few days flooded her mind, making it impossible for her to forget them. McGee getting shot in his left shoulder while running after a suspect in the mall, herself trying to stop a child, a child, from shooting himself in the head after watching his mother get stabbed to death. And Tony, Tony having to kill three people in the past week. She knew he hated that, he always has. He treats it like it's no big deal, like they deserved it. She knows that when he puts on that 'tough guy' act, he is hurting inside. Badly. Grieving for the families that lost their loved ones because of him. The families that don't understand why they lost their son, their daughter, their mother or father.

Ziva stood up and made her way to her fridge, setting her mind on a simple task of getting a glass of water, forgetting about the horrific day she shared with the team.

As Ziva walked to sit back down, she heard a knock at her door. Placing her water on the table, she opened the door to find Tony smiling back at her.

"Hello Tony, please come in." Ziva stepped aside to let Tony in.

"Hey, Zi." He wore a tight, but not to tight dress shirt, a pair of denim jeans and a very expensive looking pair of Italian shoes. He seemed too dressed up for a night in with Ziva watching movies and drinking beer.

"Aren't you a little too dressed up for movie night, Tony?" A smirk playing on Ziva's lips as she looked him up and down. Although he was a little dressy for movie night, he still looked fantastic.

"Oh yeah, I meant to tell you. I am taking you out to the movies tonight. Surprise!" Tony wore that charmingly irresistible smile of his, making Ziva feel a little faint.

"Um… Okay let me get changed out of my work clothes and we can go. Make yourself a home while you wait." Ziva turned and started for her room.

"It's 'make yourself at home', Ziv." Tony chuckled at her misuse of the idiom.

-T&Z-

"How do I look?" Ziva walked out into the living room wearing a tight black dress with one strap over her left shoulder. Her dress finished just above her knees but cut on a slight angle. Her hair was straightened but still showed hints of curls, and her shoes were a black pair of heels, one small bow on each foot.

Tony stood and straightened his collar as he took in the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Wow you look… wow. I mean, you look gorgeous. Zi, you're beautiful, amazingly beautiful." Tony cleared his throat and moved to open the door for her.

"Thank you, Tony." Ziva smiled as she walked past him, hearing him inhale as the wave of perfume reached his senses.

"No problemo, Zi." He locked the door behind them and caught up to Ziva, taking her hand in his as they walked to his car.

-T&Z-

"So, what movie would you like to see, Zi?" Tony placed his hand on the small of Ziva's back as they stood at the ticket booth. The cinema was unusually quiet for 'cheap Tuesday', although every one was probably out Christmas shopping.

"I do not mind, as long as it is not a… chick flick, yes?"

"Yeah that's right, chick flick." Tony smiled. "Well, are you up for a horror or thriller movie?" Ziva felt Tony rubbing small circles with his thumb on her back, which she found quite soothing, truthfully. She missed those small things in her life.

"Whatever you want, I am not bothered." She smiled at him softly, getting lost in his caring, green eyes.

"Are you sure?" His expression soft and caring as he spoke.

"Yes."

"Thriller it is." Once again that charming smile washed over his features, leaving Ziva light headed as they walked into theatre 2 together.

-T&Z-

A/N: So that my friends was the first chapter of my little Tiva fanfic. I'm aiming for at least 2 or 3 chapters but we'll see how we go. Reviews are always appreciated and advice on where I should go with this, spelling corrections or any other stuff is welcomed too. Thanks for reading and I hope to get the next chapter updated within 2 days.